>>5843732>>5843751>>5843761>>5843817>>5843891>>5843976>>5844367>>5844367>>5844383>>5844735There is an awkward pause of the universe, or perhaps just a prolonged bit of indigestion from your recent high iron diet that wonders why exactly in a world with cars, laboratories and stun batons there's a bloke with a sword. The sword itself offers up that perhaps it's been misunderstood, maybe it's more of a overly large hunting knife, the sort used by a thug more as a tool of intimidation than an actual weapon.
You decide the sword, or hunting knife, or whatever is talking entirely too much and devour it instead. Much simpler!
> Roll 1d100 BO3 to have a high iron diet! 